Part of the Mystery

. To sit and listen To the birds' .  Wordless Verse . Is to be part Of the complexity . The infinite Mystery . Of God's woven Universe. .

Clouds That Pass

. In difficult times Remember . The silence Of the dawn . And the music Of birdsong . The endlessness Of clear blue skies . And the clouds That pass eventually. . Image by sh Cho from Pixabay

A Storied Universe

We live In a storied universe . Where each birdsong Is a love-tale . From courtship To nest . Each cloud That drifts by . The deepest blue Of the sky . We live In a storied universe . Our journey To learn . Narratives Both the low . And The high. . Image by …

Sit and Listen

In the darkness Of dawn . A million Birdsongs . I sit And listen . To their infinite Complexity.

Inspirers: Mahler (3)

See my previous posts about Mahler...This short poem was inspired by his second symphony ("The Resurrection Symphony").   The ferocity Of death   Yet the fine beauty Of resurrection.   Listen to "The Resurrection Symphony" (the opening is pretty "ferocious") here:   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tY1un5Iquus            

Inspirers: The Beautiful Music of Mahler (1)

  Mahler is one of my favourite composers.  This poem was inspired by the opening of his first symphony:     A single note Octaves the silence -   The emptiness of the world   Touched by The flight of song.   You can listen to Mahler 1 (the hushed opening in "octaves" inspired my …

From Twilight Silence

  Each morning Breaks free from darkness   Blackbird Speaks in elation From twilight Silence   And it is like The first word   Of all Creation.  

Octave the Silence

What inspires you?  Many people who read my blog also write.  Are you inspired by people, paintings, memories, things you read? This was inspired by one of my favourite pieces of music: the opening to Mahler's First Symphony:   A single note Octaves the silence -   The emptiness of the world   Touched by …

Waking to the Music of Thoughts

  The dawn whispers its soft birdsong   To the mind waking to the music   Of thoughts that will outlast the day.  

Awake

Blackbird awakes: Soul meditates As melody murmurs in the ear.       (with thanks to David, who introduced me to "hokku" - see https://hokkuinn.wordpress.com)